Marry Me Quick
Chapter 7
Chapter 7
With that, his prominent hands turned the steering wheel and the car rocketed ahead. Su Ziyue stared at the side of his face for a good while before snapping back to her senses. “The car…”
“Someone else will handle it.”
Various people chattered at them at the Civil Affairs Bureau.
“Sir, please fill in this form. Once you’re done, head over there for your photos to be taken…”
“Smile, lean in closer a bit more…”
This went on and on, until the moment Su Ziyue stepped out of the bureau’s doors with the freshly printed certificate. She then turned around to look belatedly at the mysterious yet enchanting man in black, Qin Muchen.
“You are actually willing to marry me?”
Qin Muchen’s eyes darkened and he asked in amusement, “Did you think you can force me anyway?”
Confusion flashed across Su Ziyue’s face. Her tone was a little frigid. “Do you know what kind of person I am? What they said yesterday at Lumiere Jade House was true—my mother died giving birth to me; my father is in prison, and I even had an abortion when I was in high school!” She spat those words venomously, wanting to see that neutral, unchanging expression on Qin Muchen’s face give way to another expression.
However, he only gave a meaningful laugh. His pitch black eyes were as deep as whirlpools. “I did not know about the other bits of information, but I know better than them about your abortion.”
“You…” Su Ziyue’s mind came to a realization and her face blushed a brilliant crimson.
Qin Muchen was pleased upon seeing how she was rendered speechless. He extended an arm and wrapped it around her shoulders. “Let’s go, Mrs. Qin. It’s time we head back.”
Su Ziyue glanced at that hand that had been placed nonchalantly on her shoulder. The fury on her face had still not abated. “Get your hands off me!”
She was not used to having contact with someone of the opposite sex, let alone a man whom she was not familiar with.
Qin Muchen did not release his grip and instead forcefully pulled her over into her own car.
“Why are you getting into my car?” Su Ziyue peered at the man sitting brazenly in her car. Her pretty forehead creased from her frown.
Qin Muchen waved the marriage certificate in his hand. “To go to your home of course.”
Seeing how Su Ziyue did not speak, Qin Muchen leaned in so that he was right in front of her eyes, his eyes seemingly having seen through everything. “Don’t tell me that you thought I agreed to marry you all just for this marriage certificate?”
Su Ziyue guiltily retreated a little, her back pressing against the window of her car. She felt a little chilly; her clothes were thin.
She didn’t know why Qin Muchen agreed to marry her. At any rate, she only wanted to get this marriage certificate. She hadn’t wanted him to actually be a husband to her.
However, all she could do was lie through her blushing and unmoved heart as she gazed into Qin Muchen’s seemingly bottomless eyes. “No.”
“That’s good then.”
With that, Qin Muchen raised a hand as though he was about to touch her face. Su Ziyue twisted to the side, making his hand caress empty air.
Qin Muchen’s expression fell a little and he retracted his hand.
The corners of Su Ziyue’s lips quirked up a little, as though she had finally gotten a vindictive strike in.
A brief moment of thought later, she asked, “Since we’re married, aren’t I supposed to live at your place instead?”